Xiao Guanglian's defeat meant the other Righteous Disciples could no longer hold it together.
"Let's retreat."
Mo Shiyao clenched her silver teeth, her body covered in wounds inflicted by the thousand-hand centipede.
She did not want to admit it, but she couldn't even defeat one of Su Jie's poisonous insects, and that was the fact.
Recognizing the reality with the last two remaining Righteous Disciples, Mo Shiyao decisively chose to flee.
"Should we chase them?"
Xiao Fengyuan stood beside Su Jie, his Blood Cang Spear hanging with a corpse drained of blood, clothed in the garments of the Righteous Disciples.
"They must have run to meet with Yu Wenjing. If they get us wrapped up in their scheme, it would be difficult to fight them off. Besides, our main task is to capture Qi Shijian. It's best if we can kill some enemies along the way, but it doesn't matter if we can't, we shouldn't take risks."